Wallflower by The manners Lyrics
Carry me home like the last time
It’s late and I need to close my eyes
This week, this month, this year and
This stress is starting to get out of hand
Pour a drink, there’s my future misleading me over and over
40 hours bleeding me dry
Casually crossing over the line
One day I’m stable, the next day I’m not
Reliving nightmares I wish I forgot
Somewhere between my mouth and the glass
Lies the truth about who I am
I guess I don’t know myself at all
Have you ever felt like you could sleep for a thousand years?
Just close your eyes and forget to wake
Just to get your mind cleared
I think I need a fucking vacation
I think I need to stop and breathe
I can't take another day of this
This crippling anxiety
Faceless, nameless, but I can’t stand to change this
I guess I’ll remain this, the haunted and wasted
I can't relate to other people
I can't seem to find some common ground
I can't think straight in public places
I just keep running my fucking mouth
What if this time is like the last?
I’m constantly tortured by the past
I have no idea where I’m fucking going
I just know that I’m going no where fast
Faceless, nameless, but I can’t stand to change this
I guess I’ll remain this, the haunted and wasted
I don’t wanna be faceless
I don’t wanna be nameless
I don’t wanna be faceless, nameless
But I can’t stand to change this
So I guess I’ll remain this
The haunted and wasted
It’s late and I need to close my eyes
This week, this month, this year and
This stress is starting to get out of hand
Pour a drink, there’s my future misleading me over and over
40 hours bleeding me dry
Casually crossing over the line
One day I’m stable, the next day I’m not
Reliving nightmares I wish I forgot
Somewhere between my mouth and the glass
Lies the truth about who I am
I guess I don’t know myself at all
Have you ever felt like you could sleep for a thousand years?
Just close your eyes and forget to wake
Just to get your mind cleared
I think I need a fucking vacation
I think I need to stop and breathe
I can't take another day of this
This crippling anxiety
Faceless, nameless, but I can’t stand to change this
I guess I’ll remain this, the haunted and wasted
I can't relate to other people
I can't seem to find some common ground
I can't think straight in public places
I just keep running my fucking mouth
What if this time is like the last?
I’m constantly tortured by the past
I have no idea where I’m fucking going
I just know that I’m going no where fast
Faceless, nameless, but I can’t stand to change this
I guess I’ll remain this, the haunted and wasted
I don’t wanna be faceless
I don’t wanna be nameless
I don’t wanna be faceless, nameless
But I can’t stand to change this
So I guess I’ll remain this
The haunted and wasted